Eighteen hells?

The terrifying, low, grim laughter echoed in his ears, like the sound of a soul from the depths of hell, accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying and howling.

Fenglin looked into the distance, only to see the darkness rolling around, and from it appeared a hideous and twisted face, bloody eyes were red, and the black hole-like mouth roared, as if it was a demon sunk in hell, suffering all kinds of torture, and never reborn.

The terrible howl made people's hearts tremble.

"This is the Phantom Array?!" Feng Lin looked at the many stone pillars standing in a forest, exuding blood and black qi, faintly forming a large array, and thought about it.

No wonder he had always felt in his heart that something was wrong with this Ultimate Killer King, even if he suffered a heavy blow, it was impossible for his strength to drop so quickly, but he didn't expect that he was secretly arranging a formation.

In this way, the invasion of the earth by the blood he left behind was also deliberate.

is worthy of being the ultimate killer king, and the scheming and methods of this kind of fighting are really not to be careless.

Feng Lin was careful again and again, but he still fell for it.

With the help of the power of heaven and earth, the formation has been laid out, and the momentum is huge, dragging him completely into hell, and there is no escape.

Rumble!

The darkness rolled, and there was a loud sound that shook the mountains.

Feng Lin looked up, only to see a demon with blue faces and fangs on his head and feet rising from in front of him, his body was as big as a huge mountain, majestic and terrifying, wearing a crown of white bones, a pair of bloody eyes opened, and he looked at it condescendingly.

"Stinky boy, now see how you escape? Eighteen hells, judge sentient beings. Dragged into the Eighteen Hells, your soul will be tormented by countless tortures, completely shattered, your mind will be gone, and your soul will be scattered. If the heart is dead, even the top technology in the interstellar world will not be able to save it. After you die, your cultivation will be turned into food to help me further cultivate. This is also the fate of those who died under my hands before, and you can't escape it!Murder and punishment, this is why only I am called the ultimate killing king, just because I am the only one who has mastered this killing technique......" The demon let out a grim sneer, who is it not the killing king?

"Eighteen hells, do you really think you are the king of Yama?" The situation was extremely critical, Feng Lin did not mess up in his heart, but delayed time with the other party, looking for an opportunity to break the situation.

"Hmm, you actually know the myth of the Yama King, but I really underestimate you!" The Ultimate Killer King may have felt that the victory was in his hands, and he smiled and watched the wind forest, an ant struggling in vain in the palm of his hand, and said with a smirk, "Do you know? I am following the path of Shura mythology, and the synthesis formula of the Shura gene is the evil qi gene× 6 + killing gene× 7 + mind gene× 5 = Shura gene, and the end point of this path is the Yama King who rules the heavens and ten thousand worlds and eighteen hells. In these eighteen hells, I am Yama!"

The sound sounded like muffled thunder from the dark sky, as if Yama was sitting in the middle of a city of vain death, pronouncing the fate of the wind forest.

Wind Forest's heart was full of chills.

This killer king actually told himself the genetic formula of Shura's genes, what does this mean?

This shows that he already has the certainty of killing himself, so that he can't divulge his secrets.

Phantom Array?

The Shura gene needs to be evolved with the mind gene as a parameter.

Feng Lin secretly said in his heart, since it is an illusion, it is to attack people's hearts.

The mistake of this murderous king is that he told the formula of this Shura gene, so that he knows his details, do you really think that he is a soft persimmon, let him knead it?

"What if you're the King of Yama, you know, I'm the Monkey King......" Wind Forest chuckled.

"What?" Seeing that he was still not panicked in such a desperate situation, the Killer King frowned, not yet hearing what he said.

Rumble!

With the wind forest as the center, the violent psychic power swept out like a storm, impacting this dark illusion, and the void began to distort, as if it was almost unbearable, and began to gradually crumble.

"You have also awakened the Soul Gene?" the Ultimate Killer King was taken aback and said in a dark voice. "Now that you have awakened your soul gene and know my Shura path gene formula, then I can't let you go!

"That's the case, Killing King, what's the use of saying this? If you want to fight, you will fight!" Feng Lin snorted coldly, and his heart exploded with all his strength, impacting this fantasy space.

"Look for death!" The Killer King's eyes shrank sharply, and the power of his mind also poured out, and the Hell Phantom Array suddenly changed drastically and quickly stabilized.

The sea of blood rolled, and one by one the howling imps crawled out of it, densely packed, holding iron cables in their hands, endlessly.

"The first layer of the eighteen hells, the hell of tongue pulling!" snorted coldly.

The scene next to Feng Lin changed drastically, and he found that he was tied to an iron pillar at some point, and he was bound by heavy iron chains, unable to break free.

One by one, the little imps were the size of a fist, crawling all over their bodies like ants, breaking open the mouth of the wind forest, hooking his tongue with an iron hook and pulling it out.

Sharp pain in the heart.

Feng Lin's face turned red, and he desperately returned his tongue.

"Dare to disobey the judgment of the king of Yama, little ones, go up together and pull out his tongue!" a little red imp roared.

The other imps got up one after another, screaming and screaming, and rushed up one after another, grabbing Fenglin's tongue and pulling it down.

All the little ghosts worked together, as if they were tug-of-war.

Feng Lin couldn't resist this force, and his tongue was suddenly pulled out, dragging it a meter long, and he was about to become a hanged ghost.

The imps were armed with trumpet knives, forks, axes, halberds...... He poked his tongue, and the blood flowed and the pain was unspeakable.

Wind Forest's consciousness began to dissipate.

Another cold snort like the howl of a demon.

"The second layer of the eighteen hells, the scissors hell!"

The earth cracked, and a huge pair of scissors rose to the sky, clicking, cutting the little ghosts to pieces, and the wind forest was instantly cut into thousands of pieces and turned into minced meat.

But then it was quickly restored, countless scissors clicked, and the body was dismembered again and again, and quickly recovered, and tortured again and again.

"The third layer of the Eighteen Hells, the Iron Tree Hell!"

The wind forest was tied to an iron tree again, and each branch was a sharp blade, which was picked from under the skin of the back and hung on the iron tree.

......

"The ninth layer of the eighteen hells, the oil pot hell!"

The cauldron was boiled over a flame, and the hot oil inside was boiling hot.

Feng Lin was stripped naked, naked, and thrown into it, and the endless hot oil enveloped him, his skin cracked, and his flesh was fried, and it was repeatedly blown up and crackled!

He roared in pain, only to feel familiar from the inside out.

"The tenth layer of the eighteen hells, the hell of the cow pit!"

The wind forest was driven into a huge mountain pit, and ten thousand oxen trampled it, and the body of the cow burned with raging flames, and burned into ashes when it was touched, and the horns of the ox were like spears, and they came up fiercely, trampling the wind forest into meat sauce.

......

Fenglin fell into the eighteenth layer of hell, suffered all kinds of torture, and his body was crushed to ashes again and again.

"It's worthy of a monk who has awakened the soul gene, ordinary people can't resist the ninth layer of hell at all! And you have reached the tenth layer, I want to see how long you can hold on! You must know that this hell is more terrifying than one layer at a time!"

"The eleventh layer of the eighteen hells, the stone crushing hell!"

"The twelfth layer of the eighteen hells, the Nineteenth Hell!"

"The thirteenth layer of the eighteen hells, the blood pool hell!"

......

The Killer King spoke one after another, and the boulder rolled down, and the body of the wind forest was put into the mortar and repeatedly crushed, pointing to the smash, and then being beaten into the pool of blood, wailing endlessly, and a pair of arms dragged him into it.

The body fell, and the howl of the ghost echoed in his ears.

Fenglin's mind was shattered, and he sank endlessly, and fell into an unprecedented danger, once he fell into darkness, he would be forever silent, and he would never wake up again.

A huge crisis rose in his heart, and he understood that his life and death were only on the line.

Like a dream is like a fantasy, everything is like a dream bubble.

Feng Lin kept reciting the mantra silently in his heart, and he mustered up his spirit again and again, wanting to wake up.

But the endless darkness and coldness always suppressed his heart, and he fell into boundless darkness.

"Huh?" At this moment, a faint light suddenly appeared in front of Fenglin's eyes, like a faint point of light, although dim, it illuminated a piece in the deep darkness.

Instinctively, he approached and saw a familiar scene, in a magnificent hall.

......

"King Yama, my old grandson has cultivated the Dao and jumped out of the Five Elements outside the Three Realms of Tianqi Shousheng, why are you detaining me?" A golden monkey with a thunder face held an iron rod in his hand, and sat on the throne of King Yama with a big grin, and said with great recklessness.

"The immortal is angry. There are many people with the same name and surname in the world, or is it the wrong person to hook the dead?" said King Yama in horror.

As the saying goes, 'Officials and officials are not bad.' "Quickly take the book of life and death and show it to me!" the monkey did not believe it, and rebuked angrily, and with a wave of the iron rod in his hand, it quickly became larger, and an iron pillar of gold swept up, and the Yama hall shook, and several pillars were broken.

King Yama trembled with fear, "Hurry up, judge, take out the book of life and death!"

A judge wearing a high crown hurriedly took out a huge layer of books and brought it over.

The monkey snatched it in his hand and looked through it.

There are a total of nude insects, caterpillars, feather insects, insects, and scales in the book of life and death, and this monkey does not seem to be a human name; it seems that a naked insect does not live in the national border; it seems that a beast does not ambush a unicorn; it is like a bird that is not subject to the jurisdiction of the phoenix, but there is a separate book of life and death.

The monkey opened it and saw that the soul word No. 1350 was written above, "Sun Wukong's name is a natural stone monkey, and he should live to be 342 years old!"

The monkey was suddenly furious, "I learned from a teacher, and I have already become an immortal." Why is my name in the book of life and death?

"This ......" King Yama and the judge looked at each other, and immediately became embarrassed.

"Hmm, don't you still want to bully my grandson?" the monkey glared at him, and it seemed that as long as the king of Yama did not agree, he would overturn this hell.

With a bitter look on his face, King Yama hurriedly motioned to the judge on the side and handed over a judge's pen.

The monkey snatched the pen and ticked off his name in an instant, but before he could stop, the brush waved wildly, drawing a ghost drawing on the book of life and death, and it was a mess.

From now on, my monkey genus will not be under the control of your prefecture!" The monkey turned around and walked out, without even saying hello.

King Yama looked at the torn book of life and death on the ground, and trembled with anger, "Come on, this demon monkey will destroy my treasure of the underworld, take him down for me, and send him to the eighteenth layer of hell!"

Roar......

Bull head and horse face, Shura Yaksha...... Countless ghost soldiers and ghosts of the underworld pounced on it, and the monkey was inside and out like a tide.

"It's a good time! I've long seen that you're unhappy with this random and soul-seducing underworld! Today I'm going to turn the eighteenth layer of hell upside down!" The monkey was not afraid at all, sneered again and again, and his body shook, only to see countless golden hairs shaken off his body, and instantly turned into countless monkeys, holding iron rods, and killing into the ghost army of the underworld.

Hey, hey, hey!

The monkey sneered non-stop, and the golden figure was everywhere, facing thousands of ghost armies with one person, and the iron rod swept away, destroying the world and destroying the world.

Under the sweep of a stick, the ghost soldiers and ghosts will be completely turned into powder, and their souls will be scattered, and they will not even be able to reincarnate.

In the Netherworld, the earth is shattered, the sky is shattered, and there is a scene of destruction.

What a bridge, broken!

Lethe River, dry!

Sansheng stone, broken!

......

Once the monkey started to move, endless ferocity rose in his heart, and when he moved, he was lawless and did not know the slightest restraint, and the heaven and earth in the netherworld were about to be completely shattered.

Many ghost armies were crumbled like withering and decaying under the monkey's iron rod.

"Quick, go to Cuiyun Palace, please Jizo King Bodhisattva!" King Yama shouted as he watched the monkey fury with great horror.

The monkey vented his anger wantonly, and everywhere he went, it was destroyed, and the underworld was in ruins.

"Evil monkey, don't be presumptuous!" A solemn voice like a golden bell resounded in the sky, and a lotus throne descended from the sky, and after a while, it was as big as the sky, and it was suppressed.

The monkey instinctively blocked the stick, and the boundless Buddha power suppressed it, and his whole person was completely crushed like an eighteen layers of hell, constantly struggling, letting out bursts of angry roars, and gradually lost his voice.

It took a long time for the king of Yama and the gods of the judges to dare to approach, "Have you finally suppressed this demon monkey?"

They bowed down to the sky from afar, "Thank you to the Jizo King Bodhisattva for suppressing the demon monkey with boundless power and saving the underworld!"

"Nan no Jizo King Bodhisattva! King Yama is polite. Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha. Hell is related to the opportunity for the little monk to attain enlightenment, and this is the right thing to do!" In a golden Buddha light, a solemn voice sounded.

"Bodhisattva compassion!"

"King Jizo has mercy!"

"Nan Mu Jizo King Bodhisattva!"

......

There was a chorus of joy in the underworld.

Just as the beings of hell were bowing down one after another, there was a sudden bang.

The heavens and the earth are shattered, and everything is broken.

"What?" the gods and ghosts looked at.

I saw that at the bottom of the endless and deep eighteen-layer hell, a huge golden pillar rose up to the sky, piercing through the eighteen-layer hell, the demons and monsters were in chaos, and the dark sky of the underworld also broke a big hole.

A golden figure turned into a golden light and disappeared from the giant hole.

"This ......" King Yama looked at the netherworld that had turned into a barren world, shocked and frightened, trembling all over, and so angry that he couldn't speak.

The fury in the Buddha's light was like thunder, and the great underworld was trembling.

"This demon is so fierce and stubborn that even the little monk can't be subdued!